A Warrior’s Love

November has been a busy month with a short Christmas story release and now I’m so happy to say the release of the 3rd book in the Blackhawk Brothers series.

A Warrior’s Love is Tyrell’s story. I wasn’t sure when I started if it would be Devon’s, Tyrell’s or maybe even both of their stories combined. But, as has always happened, as soon as the characters step out they take over. They come to life and the story unfolds in their point of view.

Bookstrand will keep exclusive rights for a few weeks and then the book will become available on other outlets like Amazon, Barnes & Noble and hopefully your favorite store. Available in e-book immediately it will also be offered in print in a few months.

Excerpt:

Tyrell’s eyes narrowed as he watched the woman. Along with a distinct dislike, there was something else. Something as familiar to him as breathing asserted itself, making him catch his breath. Tamping down a growl, he willed his totem, the wolf that lived within him, to be still. Two months ago, he’d lived more in his wolf form than his human one. The whole team had. Wolves didn’t need a fire at night to keep them from freezing. They could blend into the terrain. It was the defining factor of their team, what made them able to carry out rescue missions that were all but impossible. That was then, and this was now. It was his and his team’s decision to change their course. Living a domestic life meant he would have to let his wolf form sleep. No more shifting, no more letting instincts dominate.

He took a deep breath and forced a smile. “I see you brought company.”

Devon motioned for the woman to slide into the booth beside Tyrell and then took the seat next to Page. “Page, Tyrell, this is Nadia. She is on the way to New York with her grandmother.”

That figures. She looks like New York. Tyrell barely kept himself from speaking his thoughts out loud. He glanced over at Devon, who looked a little uncomfortable. To bad they hadn’t had time to finish their breakfast because if they had, they could have gracefully vacated the booth and left Devon to it. As it was, he could envision some indigestion. He again fought against the wolf as he picked up her scent. Damn, why did Devon seat her beside him.